Love is happens to anyone, anytime with anyone.
Love is a mixture of paradise and hell-fire.
It can either be the most painful thing or the most joyous thing to experience.
And this love story is just everything.
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Smashing a vase to the floor, I bent down, crying as I leaned against the wall. "Zayn, please. This is not the solution." Niall said as he came next to me. "I don't want to be here anymore. I am leaving. Leaving for good!" I shouted, pushing him away. "But, why? Everything is fine." Louis said as he walked into the room, kneeling down next to me. "No, it's not." I shook my head as I stood up, walking to my room.
I saw her sitting on my bed, opening her arms wide, asking me to hug her. She was sitting on the desk, drinking milk from her peach mug as she raised an eyebrow at me. Curling into the soft blankets, I saw her peacefully sleeping, waiting for me to come and cuddle her. Her images, the memories with her... they haunted me everywhere and all the time.
I packed my stuff and walked out when Paul stopped me. "Zayn, don't leave the band now. At least do this show tonight. Please..." He said and I sighed, dropping the bags down. "Fine, the last show." I sighed, sitting on the couch.
My phone vibrated and I picked it up. "Hey, babe." I heard Gigi's voice say. "Hi, Gelena. I wanted to call you soon myself. I'm quitting the band and just use my card to buy us a new apartment." I told her. "Done, Zayn. See you soon." She said cutting the call.
She was such an enthusiastic person who did care for me. We were the best friends. But she never questioned my decisions or helped me decide. She just left me stuck in the between. If Lakshita had been here, I would have got hours of lecture, kisses and convincing, asking me to shut up and unpack my bags in my room.
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The concert began and we sung too many songs. I kept a smile throughout, entertaining the crowd with music like I did all the time.
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The last performance for the night came up. Niall sat on the stairs with this guitar and Liam went up to him. All of us sat together on the stairs as the music for 'Little Things' started playing. The song that I had sung for her long back. Something that had made her happy and tear up.
Smiling at that memory, I started singing.
"Your hand fits in mine like its made just for me. But bare this in mind it was meant to be.
And I am joining up the dots with freckles on your cheeks. And it all makes sense to me."
Liam continued singing, giving me a weak smile.
"I won't let these little things slip, out, of my mouth. But if I do, it's you.
Oh, it's you, they add up to.
And I'm in love with you and all your little things." We finished, giving each other a smile when Louis started his stanza.
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I was in the airport lounge with the boys. They were boarding a flight to London while I was going to New York City. My boarding announcement came in and I sighed, hugging the four tightly. "I am going to miss you all. I don't want anyone to know that her memories that I had with the band is forcing me to leave. Let's make it that I had always wanted to leave. Hope I see you soon." I told them and they nodded, wishing me luck as I walked away from my brothers for life.
